Tuned Up!
Iceberg want a bag
Damn Chris, this that
I just told bro, put yo' head in, we gotta go all the way
And if you need me for a thing, know I'mma call away
I woke up moody, ask my shooter, who gon' fall today?
I put a bag on top of yo' head, and make 'em ball away
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
No we ain't never had a thing, that hustle all I know, that's why I'm locked in when I'm seen
Money all up in my phone, I'm still gon' lock in with the fiends
Bro done turned into that dede, might get blocked in with them beans
Ain't no safety on that 40., so I'm glocked in with my team
Some my niggas got a job, and some my niggas hustle still
Mama work three 9-5, that's how you know that struggle real
Bust her ass, she shredding tears, I don't see how we struggle still
I can't do nothing but pay you back, and I ain't talking bills
Know you hate the drugs, so I feel guilty when I pop the seal
Don't wanna lose me, so I second guess, before I pop this pill
My bitch label me a addict, 'cause a nigga poppin' still
Don't wanna listen to your problems baby, I be dodgin' it
I just told bro, put yo' head in, we gotta go all the way
And if you need me for a thing, know I'mma call away
I woke up moody, ask my shooter, who gon' fall today?
I put a bag on top of yo' head, and make 'em ball away
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
I hate declining these niggas call too much
Know I'm the star, they shit on me, can't pass the ball too much
Cut off my bitch, 'cause she obsessed with all of my flaws too much
Next night I'm in an another field, man I got hoes to fuck
And she got friends, and I got friends, ain't shit to call 'em up
So much money, I can make her fuck around, to fuck around
I'on got no heart, I told that bitch don't bring her love around
Too much money, she just want to fuck me, 'cause the dubs around
Only gave her one night, she tryna fuck around and love me now
Late night, what we runnin' from, police in dusty Nike shoes
Made friends with the plug, and than go and rob him, I don't like the dude
See a nigga flexing, we gon' swipe, we just like Swiper, dude
Pay for that with trap money, 'cause my niggas be swipin' too
I just told bro, put yo' head in, we gotta go all the way
And if you need me for a thing, know I'mma call away
I woke up moody, ask my shooter, who gon' fall today?
I put a bag on top of yo' head, and make 'em ball away
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
'Cause that's my motherfucking mud brother, my blood brother
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
They ain't never had no love for us, no love for us
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